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Subject's name is John Kramer.

A 52-year-old male, Caucasian.

He's seen better days.

We have a recent rectangular transection

to the left occipital.

Some kind of backdoor brain surgery.

Let's check the stomach.

What the hell?

Get homicide here, now.

Where is it?

It was in his stomach.

Cut it out.

Are you there, detective?

If so, you are probably the last man standing.

Now perhaps, you will succeed,

where the others have failed.

You think you will walk away untested?

I promise that my work will continue.

You think it's over just because I'm dead?

It's not over. The games have just begun.

What the fuck? What the fuck?

My eyes!

My eyes. Fuck.

What the fuck is it?

Who's there?

Talk to me! What are you doing? Talk to me!

Talk to me!

Stop it!

Stop!

Uh!

Stop it! Stop it!

What are you doing to me? What are you doing?

What are you doing? Help!

Help!

Who's doing this to me?!

Aah!

Stay away from me!

What'd I do?!

Get off me!

Ah!

Get off me!

Right side clear.

Leff side clear.

Clear.

In position.

Standing by.

Hold right there.

I see movement.

We have a device.

You get eyes in there before you go in.

Get some eyes in here.

Moving now.

Doorway's clear.

It's Kerry!

Rigg! Rigg, don't! Don't do it!

We're not secure! Rigg, I said don't!

Stop him!

Do not go through that door!

Kerry!

Shit.

Give me the coroner's office.

Radio: Copy.

Somebody get those rats off her.

Just get the light on it.

Cut her down.

You know I can't do that.

I said, cut her down.

Please.

Are you trying to get you rself killed?

You know never to go through an u nsecured door. Ever.

I thought she was still alive.

Thought I could save her.

Did you ever think we'd end up here

when we first started?

No.

Did n't see it happening like this.

Why the hell do we still do it?

It's our nature to save them.

It's what we do.

Right.

Cherish your life.

What?

The fuckin' motto.

We're supposed to cherish our lives.

Well, how the hell are we supposed to do that when this is our life?

We chose this.

You go home.

Hoffman, there's two agents here to see you.

Copy.

Detective Hoffman?

Yeah?

I'm Special Agent Lindsey Perez.

This is Special Agent Peter Strahm.

How can I help the FB I?

We're here about Detective Kerry.

She was our liaison.

Open the door and you will find me.

What?

What's this?

The key that came with our last message from Detective Kerry.

"Open the door and you will find me" mean anything to you?

No.

Where's the body?

The crime scene photographer's flash

picked up this bullet casing.

It was lodged between the body and the device.

Run it for prints.

Give us the room a minute, would you? Thanks.

The lock was open.

She couldn't get out.

It was constructed for her execution.

Betrayed the rules.

Not a Jigsaw trap then?

No.

Amanda Young, the accomplice.

This wasn't done by Amanda Young.

Excuse me?

Detective Kerry weighed approximately 130 pounds.

Amanda Young's arrest report has her at 10I.

She couldn't get her up there alone.

John Kramer was...

That bedridden cancer patient?

He's brains, not brawn.

He was also an engineer.

He could have rigged pulleys or...

Or someone else could have helped him.

Special Agent, if you're here for any other reason

than just to assist...

We're here to find the person

your department could n't, Detective.

The one helping Jigsaw and Amanda You ng.

Excuse me.

We found a harlequin doll in your possession.

What's that about?

It's a toy. Kids play with toys, that's all it is.

How about the tricycle?

The tricycle is from John's youth.

A grown man a tricycle his whole life?

I'm sure you've kept things that were important to you.

Look, Mrs. Tuck.

Is there any reason we should be concerned for your safety?

Perhaps you should be more concerned for yourself.

Why don't you tell me everything you know about John

and let's start at the beginning.

John's life defies chronology and linear description.

So why don't we start at the end

and let's work our way backwards.

I represent Mrs. Tuck.

She knows something.

I thought you were going home.

Youhave vacation time, right?

Take it. Finish the remodeling.

Spend some time with Tracy.

She understands.

Then don't take her for granted.

Eric is still out there, man.

Eric's been missing for 6 months.

Kerry was gone for 4 days.

I can only be as optim istic as the facts allow.

Yeah. Well, I'm in it until I find them.

Finding his body isn't going to vindicate us.

Find ing him alive will.

It's time to let go.

I want you to go home.

I'll call you later to make sure everything is ok.

Who's he?

Lieutenant Rigg, our SWAT commander.

What's his problem?

Everyone around him keeps dying.

What's it say?

It says I tried calling you 4 times.

It says dinner is in the fridge.

And at the bottom it says I love you.

I need to help my mom for a few days.

Just come with me.

Ok? Now.

I can't.

You can...

But you won't.

What you can't do is save everyone.

Tracy?

Tracy, please, listen to me.

John Kramer owned a company called "The U rban Renewal Group."

No irony in that, huh?

What was Rigg watching?

Jill Tuck's interrogation.

She was Jigsaw's ex. It's old.

Why is a SWAT guy watching that?

Strahm...

I really think we should tell Hoffman

what Detective Kerry said in her last message.

She said two officers might be in danger,

but until we know who we're not causing a panic.

If Detective Hoffman or anyone else in this precinct

is in danger, I think they should know it.

Not your call.

Making any progress?

We're fine, thanks.

Hey, boss. It looks like another doctor

went missing from the hospital.

They think maybe it's a...

Thanks. I'll check it out.

If you need me, call my cell.

The coffee machine's around the corner.

Boy or girl? Girl.

I didn't know you were married.

I'm not. It's a short story, believe me.

Tracy?

Tracy?

Uhh!

Yeah?

We pulled a print off that casing.

We got a match.

Jesus. You check this?

Twice.

Ah!

Shit.

Hello, Officer Rigg. Welcome to your rebirth.

For years you have stood by and have witnessed

as your colleagues have fallen.

Youhave remained untouched,

while Eric Matthew has disappeared.

But with your survival came your obsession.

Obsession to stop those around you from making the wrong choices.

Thus preventing you from making the right ones.

You wanted to save everyone,

tonight I give you the opportunity to face your obsession.

Look closely. Eric Matthews is still alive.

The block of ice he stands upon is melting.

He has but 90 minutes to save himself.

Detective Hoffman's fate is linked to Eric's survival.

Heed my warning, Officer Rigg.

Their lives hang in the balance of your obsession.

Will you learn how to let go and truly save them?

The choice is yours.

Jesus!

Take off the mask, put your hands in the air!

I can't!

Help!

Officer Rigg. Your first test.

The person in front of you is in desperate need of help.

But it is not your job to save them.

For you this person is a victim.

But if you were to see what I see

beneath the mask lies a criminal

undeserving of the life she leads.

Get me out of here!

Your obsession tells you to save the victim.

I tell you to walk away.

The choice is yours.

Are you a cop?

What? Are you a cop?!

Yeah, I'm a cop.

What is that? What is that?

Help! Help! They're in the gears!

What's in the gears?

The combination. Get me out!

Cut my hair! Just get me out! Cut my hair!

Just relax! Hurry!

Get me out of here, please!

Aah! Get me out!

Aah! Aah!

Please! Where are you going?

Wait! Wait! Please, wait! Wait!

Please! Please!

Shit. Wait!

Stop!

Aah!

Fucking cut me out!

I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Please come back.

Please come back.

Where the hell is the com bination? Shit!

I got one!

I got one! Hold on!

Hold on, hold on!

Hurry!

I can't handle it!

I got another one! I got another one! Hold on!

Hold on! Hold on!

I can't! I got it!

617! 61 I!

Hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it!

Go!

Shit!

Ok, ok, ok. Ok, listen.

Stay here. Don't touch anything.

What the fuck?

Uhh!

What the fuck are you doing?!

What are you doing, drop the fucking knife!

Please! Put the knife down!

Put the knife down!

I just saved your fucking life!

I'll kill you!

Drop the...

The prints just came in from Officer Rigg.

- Fisk! - Not now.

We just got a call of shots fired from 23 Park Place.

That's Rigg's apartment.

Hello, Brenda.

I want to play a game.

An officer will try to save you.

If he is successful,

then your game begins.

This man will use these photos

to sentence you for your crimes.

And the only way to stop him

is taped underneath the TV.

Let him save your life

and accept your fate to rot in prison or kill him...

And guarantee your freedom.

Make your choice.

I'll fucking kill you! You fucking bitch!

Rigg!

Rigg, you in here?!

Rigg!

Christ.

I got one!

I got the other one!

It's started.

An APB has been issued for Rigg, everybody's looking.

He has a wife. Where is she?

We haven't located her yet.

Strahm!

Two detectives. You see this?

Hoffman, you got a 20 on him?

Not yet. Hoffman?

Calling.

How do you explain Detective Matthews?

He's alive.

6 months. Jigsaw's never kept anyone that long.

No one but Amanda You ng.

You think he's been fixed?

Why these six?

Hoffman's a decorated lieutenant.

He doesn't fit the profile.

That's what you see. But what does he see?

Rigg trying to save his two friends.

Maybe. We got names or locations on any of these people?

Working it.

This is overkill.

It's a setup to announce Rigg as the accomplice.

Or set up for his alibi.

Everyone around him keeps dying.

Where is he to tell us he's innocent

or what all these photos are doing in his apartment?

Look there.

Move please.

"Four walls build a home."

What does he want us to see on these walls?

The victims?

One of these pictures doesn't belong.

This is who we're looking for.

Let's talk to her. Now.

J ill Tuck, where is she?

Have them turn off the air in there.

Ms. Tuck.

I'm Special Agent Perez.

This is Special Agent Strahm.

I'd like to apologize for pulling you

out of your place of work?

What more do you think I can offer you?

My 100 hours of interrogation tapes

and the volumes of evidence taken from my house

weren't enough for you to understand John?

Actually, it's not John we want to talk about, Ms. Tuck. It's you.

Me?

Why do you want to talk about me?

This isn't about me so stop wasting

both of our time and get to the real reason

why you brought me here.

Hey, you!

Let me go!

Hey!

Youhear me!

You fucking hear me?

You fucking mother fucker!

Who's my girl?

What the fuck are you looking at?

H uh? What the fuck?

Hey! You!

Sir? Sir?

Sir, can I help you?

Hello, Officer Rigg.

In order for you to fully understand my way,

you must feel what I feel.

The photo before you is of a man

in desperate need of help.

Sir?

In the next room are the tools to his salvation.

His life is in your hands.

But in the end only he can save himself.

Be careful. There are cameras...

Watching.

And you must hide your identity.

Make your choice.

No!

Ok. Four walls build a home.

Care to shed any light on that?

Light on what?

On what your photos

are doing at the crime scene?

Four walls bu ild a home? Ring any bells?

Cherish your life?

Cherish your life is the concept

that this whole clinic was built on.

Cherish your life. Your life.

That's his motto.

Nope, it's your motto.

The clinic you run.

Fuck, man!

I've been here for three fucking hours!

Shut the fuck up!

You shut up!

What, are you out of your fucking mind?

Uh!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Knock it off now! Please!

You don't want to do that.

What the fuck's you r problem?

You're my problem.

You're becoming everybody else's, too.

How do you feel...

About a husband who takes a motto

from your drug clinic designed to help people

and twist it into some...

Manic torture mantra?

That part of John has nothing to do with me.

Look, Ms. Tuck, I just left a room

with more blood on the walls than paint.

Two officers are missing,

and there's a growing pile of bodies in their wake.

And every detail we unearth about your hall of fame

psychopath husband...

Ex!

Points to you as a possible accomplice.

I am just curious as to why.

You know there's a lot of people out there looking for answers,

wanting to place blame on someone.

That person is you.

But you know what the best part is?

I don't have to convince everybody.

Just 12 people.

Ok. Tell me about his workshop.

Stay there. Let me get the lights.

Wow. It's big. Yeah.

This is exactly what you've been looking for.

Nice, huh?

M m-hmm.

Ta-da.

This is the clock?

Uh-huh.

What's so special about it?

Except for the fact

that the whole deal hung on it?

The mechanism inside it.

It's 300 years old.

Still ticking.

Withstood the test of time.

Wait till you see this space.

I got a surprise for you.

Why are you doing this?

Why?!

This is... this is a mistake.

And it happened a long time ago,

and I... I paid for this.

Just let me... just let me go, ok?

I won't say anything.

It's behind that door.

That's the advice.

One takes it away.

Try that in the door. Try that.

No, no, no, no!

Get back! Get back! Let's go.

Go.

Eric!

Oh, Jesus.

Help! Help me!

Get away from there!

What do you know about the guy on the TV?

What?

What do you know about Eric Matthews?

I don't know who that is.

What the fuck is this?

I don't know.

What are you going to do to me?

If you are playing this tape,

then you are one step closer to truly understanding

how to save a life.

As an officer of the law,

you find yourself torn?

Who is that? Shut up!

Is the man before you a victim

or a perpetrator of violence?

You sick fuck.

His salvation is out of your hands.

It is your choice if you wish to put it into his own.

Once this lesson is learned,

you will find yourself one step closer

to truly saving Eric Matthews.

Without you, this man's game cannot begin.

Force him into position to face his demons...

And let him make the decision.

You little fuck.

Is this what you do with your spare time?

No.

Take it all, little girl.

Be a good little whore.

Get on the fucking bed.

Get on the bed!

Move!

Strap yourself in. Strap yourself in.

Please, don't make me do this.

I know... I know I was wrong.

I know.

I'm going to be sick.

Hurry up!

Hurry up!

Get your fucking hands up.

I don't know. I don't know.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Ohh!

There's stuff Underneath the...

What... what does that say?

What does that say?

What does it say?!

Please!

Take them. Why?

Hello, Ivan.

As a voyeur, you've kept photos

of those you have victimized.

Aahl.

Can you see the pain you have brought them?

Youhave torn apart their lives.

Youhave used your body as an instrument of abuse.

Now I give you the chance to decide

what is more important.

Your eyes which have led you blindly astray...

Or your body, which has caused those around you

endless suffering.

Youhave been handed the tools

which can save your life. Decide quickly though.

In 50 seconds...

The choice will be made for you.

Not my eyes! Not my eyes!

I can do it. One more. I can do it.

But you're going to have to tell me how you got

those bruises on your hands there,

and your neck.

Was this an accident

or did someone do this to you on purpose?

Now you can stop it from happening if you tell me the truth.

Take a seat please.

I want to go home now.

Son of a bitch is lying.

He's done this before. She's allowing it.

The child's story doesn't corroborate.

What can I do?

Jane, I can't let you go home right now, ok?

Go on back to class, honey.

I told you, officer.

Sometimes these kids, they just get out of control.

Get your hands off me!

Hey. Take it easy!

Rigg! Rigg!

No! Get off!

Get out! Get out now!

You just made the biggest mistake of your life!

Youhear me!

I'm going to take him for everything he's gotl.

Fucking cocksucker.

Ah. That's sweet, Ms. Tuck,

but if you loved the guy so much,

why leave him?

He left me long before I left him.

Ok, people break up, relationships end.

It's called life, I mean, he...

Started massacring people.

Gideon meant everything to him.

Gideon, I'm sorry, who?

Do you know anything about the Chinese zodiac?

Oh, Jill. No, no.

I didn't just get pregnant.

It was carefully planned,

everything with John was.

See ya. Thanks.

Bye-bye. Bye.

I'll get that for you.

Thank you.

Good night.

Thanks. Have a good night.

You, too. Good night. Good night.

Hey, honey.

You want some company?

What are you doing?

You know what this build ing is?

H uh?

It's a health clinic.

You're a beautiful girl, go home.

My jacket! I forgot my jacket!

I forgot my jacket!

Cecil!

Oh, please, please, Jill, Jill.

It's right there. Look, it's right there.

Please, please, come on.

Thank you.

Thanks.

Ahh! What are you doing?

I don't want to hurt you, all right?

So open that fucking door!

Open that fucking door!

Open it! Open it.

Fuck!

What fucking key! What key!

Fuck!

Fucking stay there!

Cecil?

Don't cry. No, it'll be ok.

Ah!

I need some help here!

Orderly!

This is my wife. She's pregnant.

How far along is she?

I months.

All I wanted to do was help them.

You can't help them.

They have to help themselves.

Ok, let's review.

Girl loves boy, boy loves girl.

Boy gets girl pregnant.

Girl loses baby.

Boy turns into a serial killer.

Jill... I'm not buying it.

You're gonna want to take a look at this.

All right, she doesn't leave!

He's been identified as Ivan Landess.

Acquitted of rape three times.

Had to gouge out his own eyes in order to release himself.

How does something like this get into a motel room undetected?

Piece by piece.

The room has been rented for the last six days

to a lawyer named Art Blank and get this.

He went missing two weeks ago.

Run his name, get his add resses.

2 out of 5 people

on Officer's Rigg's apartment walls are dead.

Every partner he's ever worked with, dead.

Rigg didn't kill Ivan.

Ivan made his own choice.

Isn't that the whole Jigsaw mantra?

This wasn't about Ivan, it wasn't his test.

It was about Rigg.

Look at these photos, tell me how you feel.

Look at these women and tell me how...

Angry. Enraged.

Exactly.

The pimp, the rapist.

Jigsaw wanted Rigg to see what he sees.

He wants him to feel what he feels.

This wasn't about Rigg saving his friends.

He's being recruited.

Thanks.

Our boy's got a bunch of properties.

Last known address, just a couple of blocks from here.

Right side clear.

Right side clear!

Clear.

Clear.

Clear.

What does this mean?

We're the two Jigsaw targets.

Fuck you.

Uhh!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey, asshole.

You jump off that block, you electrocute him.

If the ice had melted more, he'd be fried.

You understand?

Listen to him!

You just made the biggest mistake of your life!

Calm down.

Cocksucker!

I'll get somebody to take a look at it, all right?

My client has a broken nose

and a fractured cheek bone.

Administrative leave with pay is not acceptable.

The IA investigation is underway.

Ha ha. I nto this precinct? Wow.

What's that going to get me, huh?

The truth.

The truth?

Well, I'll tell you what the truth is,

the truth is I have an eyewitness.

The man's wife?

She stands to gain as much as he does

if there were to be a financial settlement,

which is not going to happen because he's lying.

He attacked Officer Rigg first.

That's according to whom?

Me.

I saw the whole thing.

Want to testify before a grand jury?

I've already signed IA's affidavit.

The charges are being dism issed.

You guys... You're good.

You know, you're obvious... you're thick as thieves.

But it will... it will come back to you.

You know that, right?

I mean, one day, someday it will.

It will come back to you.

You understand?

Mother fucker.

Hey, do you understand?

Ok.

Mother fucker.

You're going to have to tell me

how you got those bruises

on your hands there, and your neck.

Uh!

I did it! I won!

What the hell did you do?

I... I...

The human body is a fascinating organism.

It can withstand the most brutal injury...

Aah!

And yet repair itself miraculously.

But you know this all too well.

How many broken bones have you suffered

at the hands of your husband?

How many flesh wounds have you endured?

Aah! Help!

In time the bruises have healed.

But your pain has not.

Today I empower you to take control of your life.

Can you disconnect from the one thing

that has brought you and others so much pain?

With time your wounds will heal.

His however will not.

Remove the ties that bind.

Get me out of here!

Or bleed to death from your inactivity.

The choice is yours.

Ok! Ok! Ok!

Here we go!

I'm sorry!

Aah!

Aah!

Morgan! Morgan!

What the fuck are you doing?

Help me!

Please help me! I can't.

No, don't! Don't go! Don't go!

Don't go away from me! Please get me out!

Please get me out!

Please! Please, don't go!

Don't leave me here!

No!

Hello, Officer Rigg.

What have you learned thus far?

Experience is a harsh teacher.

First comes the test...

Second comes the lesson.

If you are to save as I save,

then you will see that the person before you

is but a student.

So I ask you, Officer Rigg,

has the pupil learned her lesson?

Has she been taught the error of her ways?

Do she now view the world differently?

Officer Rigg, the key to this person's freedom

lies in the palm of your hand.

But only after she has done her own part

can you play your role in her salvation.

Once judgment has been made though

the key to finding your next destination

is just off the map.

Who did this to you?

I don't know.

I don't know.

Oh, fuck.

That's it, just off the map.

Just off the map.

Tracy.

Shit. "Go home."

Where is she?

So cold...

Please!

Please!

I want to live.

You got to save yourself.

Don't leave me! Please don't leave me!

Help me, please! Help me!

I want go. Stop playing.

Why don't you fucking kill me?

No!

Shut up!

I don't want to play anymore.

Save as I save.

So what did he do, free her, and let him die?

This guy did n't have a chance. He's got rods going

through every major artery in his body.

"Your life is in her hands."

Rigg didn't kill this guy, his wife did.

She identified Officer Rigg, said he saved her.

Saved? Yeah.

She passed Rigg's judgment, got fixed,

and got her freedom back.

Yeah?

Second address?

Really?

Ok, yeah, that good, good.

But I still need that address.

Text me.

I just found out something very interesting

about the three people in the traps.

They were all represented by a lawyer named Art Blank.

He got them all off?

Yeah but wait, it gets better.

He's also Jill Tuck's lawyer.

Look out!

The lair, where's the lair?

Raided. It doesn't exist.

Jigsaw wanted us to find that place.

Where's the new game being played?

Find that place, we find Rigg.

There's a second address. There's a co-owner.

Who? Jill Tuck.

Jill Tuck? Where's the building?

Here. This building.

Hello, Agent Perez.

And welcome to the world that you have long studied.

Your partner, Agent Strahm...

Will soon take the life of an innocent man.

Heed my warning, Agent Perez...

Your next move is critical.

Open the door.

What is that?

Open the door.

Open the door.

Paramed ics!

Help!

Just stay with me. Stay with me, all right?

Ok, come on. Come on.

Stay with me, all right?

All right. You're going to be fine, you're going to be fine.

Hey!

Hey, you!

Come here! Look!

Hey!

Hey! Come on!

Hey!

Hey!

Uhh!

Stop! Stop!

Fuck! Hey!

Stop!

Fuck! Hey!

Listen to me.

I'm not the one you got to worry about.

You understand me? I'm not the one you got to worry about.

Asshole.

No, as a matter of fact,

I recommend that you stay alive

until the fucking... Clock counts down.

Here's the good news.

If this other guy passes his test,

then the 3 of us can go free.

Ok?

Hey. Look at me.

Look at me.

If you don't stay on the block,

your partner gets electrocuted.

Now for my final task.

There you go.

Live or die.

You make the choice.

See that, J ill? That's a federal fucking indictment.

It's got your name on it! You want to put somebody else's name on it?

You start talking to me, ok!

What's with the doll! What's with the tricycle?

Who were John's business associates before he went insane?

He wasn't the associate type.

Where the hell is Art Blank?

Obstruction of justice! Aiding and abetting.

Conspirator to m urder!

Talk to me!

I n 15 minutes,

more people are going to die, J ill!

Police officers! He's a business partner!

He's a friend, he's the accomplice

we have been looking for,

and he is your fucking lawyer!

Do you see this?

This is my partner's blood!

But she's fighting for her life right now

because of your Iu natic husband.

What happened between Jigsaw and Art Blank?

John?

John!

Well, I guess he's not here either.

What the fuck is this place, Jill?

Don't be mad.

What?

Hey... You all right?

You don't... you don't return any of my calls, buddy.

Listen, John. I, uh...

I'm sorry, and I understand.

What happened was a tragedy.

But I got to tell you...

Listen, John, I got to tell you, you know,

those build ings were working on...

You take them, you give my share to J ill.

That's not the way it works, John.

See, we're partners.

Your designs are what make those build ings special.

We've got 40 families ready to move in, 40 families, John.

Low income families.

Now you can't just walk away.

You're their savior, John.

Get the fuck out of here.

Who are you talking to, it's me, John.

Did you hear what I said?

I heard you, John.

Get the fuck...

Youheard me.

Ok, John.

You, uh... you take good care of yourself.

Give me a call when you're feeling better.

He blamed me.

I don't think he could ever forgive me.

I n his mind, our time was over.

He was diagnosed with cancer soon after that.

Did you try to contact him again?

I tried.

But a different person crawled out of the wreckage.

Someone else survived.

I asked you not to come here.

I need to talk to you. John! John!

Look at this, look at this. What is this!

H mm? Why do you have Cecil's picture?

What have you done to him?

I taught him not to take life for granted.

I want to play a game.

Your life is a lie.

Now comes your moment of truth.

As a drug user and a hustler,

you've played roulette with other people's lives.

Today, you play with your own.

Fuck.

Fuck!

It's you!

You did this to me.

No. You did this to yourself.

Your greed took the life of an innocent child.

You give me time to explain, please.

I can't give you time...

No one can. Time is an illusion.

Look, look. Hey, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I forgive you, Cecil. I do.

Addiction has ruined your life.

I'm bleeding, man!

Please. Just let me go.

I could let you go,

but that wouldn't serve you.

I'll tell you what I will do though.

I'll give you a tool,

to reclaim your life.

To discard the vices that have so corrupted your soul.

I don't have a fucking soul!

Maybe you will in the next life, Cecil.

See, things aren't sequential.

Good doesn't lead to good nor bad to bad.

People steal, don't get caught,

live the good life.

Others lie, cheat...

And get elected.

Some people stop to help a stranded motorist

and get taken out by a speeding semi.

There's no accou nting for it.

How you play the cards you're dealt,

that's all that matters.

Look at me.

You understand what I'm saying to you?

No...

Yeah...

I understand.

Aah!

You're fucking nuts!

Whoa!

What the fuck is that?

It's the tool.

The tool that's going to save your life.

I want to play a game.

Aah!

Your life is a lie, Cecil.

Now comes your moment of truth.

As a drug addict and a thief...

Youpreyed on the kind ness of others

to fuel your addiction.

Today...

We bring the ugliness inside of you, out into the open.

Now in order for you to stay alive

you have to match your face

with the ugliness of your soul.

Aah!

You just lean forward...

I nto the knifes with your face...

Press hard enough...

And you will release the arms and leg restraints...

That bind you.

Aah!

Press hard though.

Aah!

And you'll be free.

You... you sick fuck!

Fuck you!

Or...

You can sit idly and bleed out...

On the floor.

Live or die, Cecil.

Make your choice.

Fuck you! You sick fuck!

Help!

Oh, you're dead!

You're fucking dead!

Ha ha! Fucking dead!

Aah!

What's happened to you?

What's happened to me?

What's happened to me?

Now you don't come back.

You do it for yourself if you can't do it for me.

I lost him, too.

"Four walls build a home."

Your son was named after John's first build ing, right?

Yes. Where is it?

Where is it, where is it, where is it?

Where is it?

What the fuck does that mean?

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck.

You better hope he doesn't come through that door.

Who?! Who's coming through the door?!

Who is it?!

Who's coming through the door?!

Fuck.

Congratulations, Art.

Who is it?!

Who's coming through the door?!

Here he comes.

Who the fuck is it?!

Shit!

Shit!

Fix me, mother fucker I.

I'm standing right herel.

Your time's running out.

Now think about what you were doing.

Think about what you promised me.

You think about tomorrow.

Lynn?

Lynn.

Who is that?

What is that?

This will release us when the timer's up.

Release me!

Fuck!

Tonight. What's it going to be, Jeff?

Live or die, Jeff?

Make your choice.

Jeff: I forgive you.

Jeff! Jeff!

Eric!

Don't open the door!

Oh, fuck.

Let me see your fucking hands!

Where is my daughter?! You better...

Uhh!

Jesus.

Oh, you stupid mother fucker.

What did you do?

I had more time!

I still had fucking time!

Why did you open that door?

You fucking did this!

No, you idiot! You fucking did this!

Jigsaw's testing you,

you fucking piece of shit!

Put your fucking hands where I can see them!

Put your fucking hands where I can see them!

Jigsaw's fucking testing you! Don't move!

Hello, Officer Rigg.

If you are hearing this,

then you have reached Detective Matthews

and Detective Hoffman in under 90 minutes...

Resulting in their deaths.

The rules were clear.

You were warnedl.

It's Kerry! Do not go through that door!

You know never to go through an u nsecured door. Ever.

Tonight you face your obsession.

What you can't do is save everyone.

Will you learn how to let go?

Eric is still out there, man.

It's time to let go.

Detective Matthews has but 90 minutes.

I recom mend you stay alive

until the fucking clock counts down.

They had to save themselves.

Aah! Take them!

Their salvation was out of your hands.

Aah!

Time was on your side,

but your obsession would n't let you wait.

Instead of saving Detective Matthews,

you cost him his life.

You failed your final test.

What I don't understand is...

How the hell could Jigsaw do all of this?

He was dam n near on his deathbed the last time we saw him.

I'm not so su re he did.

This wasn't done by Amanda Young.

Excuse me?

She couldn't get her up there alone.

John Kramer was... he's brains, not brawn.

We're here to find the person

helping Jigsaw and Amanda Young.

Looks like another doctor went missing from the hospital.

Aah!

You go home.

You chose this.

Game over.

You feel you now have control, don't you?

You think you will walk away untested.

I promise that my work will continue.

That I have ensured.

By hearing this tape,

some will assume that this is over.

But I am still among you.

You think it's over just because I'm dead?

It's not over.

The games have just begun.